Spiritual Growth

what is inside of man is the world to come, which is death for everyone,
 there is no salvation in the world of dreams and imagination,
 what is death to you heaven or hell?, people think they are in heaven cause they living so well 
their life has failed the spiritual goal,
 to transform the soul to never get old,
our lives are nothing but vapors of air,
 that disappear just as quick as they appear, 
the truth is like a tree even if you say the tree is not there the tree will still be, truth does not need you, you need truth sitting in a church you never get to your roots, who are you, somebody that just believe what people say,
 after a while your judgment becomes cloudy and all those lies people tell you get in the way,
 I know your next move like we playing chess, the way you seek life is the way I seek death, inscribe my soul on the universe, put my spirit in this verse, all i need is one verse, if all things die what is knowledge worth.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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